The boss was picked up again!

Yu Weihong put down the photo in his hand, and the person in the photo held Luo Chen's arm and smiled brightly, "Hmm...boring." There is another document in hand, and the entry is the winery's wine supply time and line arrangement, " Also boring."

"Son, you can come out for dinner."

"Don't eat." Yu Weihong put his hands on his waist, where there was a scar where Tang Nuo stabbed with a knife, and those eyes... were fearless and full of hostility.

Yu Zhonghe lowered his head, hesitated for a while, "Let's eat something..."

"Get out!" Yu Weihong lifted the hem of his clothes, and stroked the wound that looked like a centipede hovering with his fingers, "It seems...these people hide a lot of things." From touching the wound to the stomach, one can feel the pain of hunger Dull pain.

Just when Yu Zhonghe was struggling with how to deal with the food, his son came down from the other end of the stairs, looking at him with indifferent eyes, as if he was not his father, but just one of his...servants.

"I think money is really a good thing." There was thick soup on Yu Weihong's plate, and when he lifted the spoon with a little stirring, a string of viscous liquid slipped down, "You can have whatever you want, and what you want to have, Or what status you desire, I can help you achieve it."

Yu Zhonghe remained silent, sitting obediently across the table, the food in front of him was tasteless.

"A man who failed in scientific research and shirked his crimes is sitting across from me like a dog...watching my face and doing things." Yu Weihong sneered at his father, just looking at his shame and anger makes people feel good, "Sometimes, I also understand that Tang Nuo is unfair to all kinds of injustices in this world, but unfortunately, he can't do my part."

Yu Zhonghe's hands trembled slightly, clearly only in his fifties or sixties, but he felt a sense of vicissitudes in his seventies and eighties, and even flinched even more, "Wei Hong..."

The dishes were lifted, and the warm soup splashed, and even landed on the back of his father's hand, "I feel disgusted when I see you."

"I am your father! Can you learn to respect..." Yu Weihong's cold stare returned the words, and the dignity supported by blood relatives no longer existed.

"Okay, father." He smiled lightly and quickly withdrew his expression, just perfunctory.

The one hundred and eight recipes that Tang Nuo studied at home have been completed, and he rolled up his sleeves and prepared to work hard.

"I'm going to devote myself soon, new year, new sadness, er no, new struggle!" Qingyang Lin showed curiosity from behind the newspaper, looking at someone full of ambition inside, "How can you not have a good meal? Yes, treat yourself?!"

'That's true... It's obviously to let him live by his side to satisfy his appetite, but I didn't expect to be busier every day. 'Qingyang Lin slandered secretly, Xylose is also big, obviously belong to two males... probably follow the master, it's also good, it saves sterilization, "Don't bite the sofa, you will be beaten when you come out." Wood Mu seemed to understand, he immediately let go, and then devoted himself to playing with Tangtang.

Ah Qiu stood at the kitchen door and watched for a while, then sat back beside his brother, "That lawyer, I want to see Brother Nuo."

"Ah."

"I'm afraid Brother Nuo will beat someone up."

Qingyang Lin chuckled and said, "No, your Brother Nuo doesn't just rely on recklessness to do things."

During the meal, Tang Nuo didn't have any objections, and agreed quite decisively...and moved the meeting after three days to the next day.

next day...

Before going out, Tang Nuo squatted in the corner of the kitchen and fiddled with something.

"It's you bastard who made Aqiu like that?!" The lawyer stared at him, holding a rolling pin in front of him, "You said you're old, is it interesting to torment a young man?!" Qingyang Lin Fu forehead sighed , He has to take back what he said yesterday, this person's temper cannot be changed.

"Don't be angry, young man." Tang Nuo was annoyed by people making jokes in front of him, but people rely on their mouths to make money and don't accept his tricks, "Does this count as a threat?"

"You..." Tang Nuo clicked, "Then you, you..." What's wrong with just drinking?After suffering from being uneducated, I still can't argue? !

"I want to see you today. I am an old man and I don't want to have conflicts with young people."

Tang Nuo slumped in front of the smiling middle-aged man, drooping her head like an eggplant beaten by Shuang, "Okay, I won't talk about that."

"You two can go out now." The man waved to the Qingyang Lin brothers, "Sometimes you are by his side, he is very dependent."

"I understand." Qingyang Lin closed the door, just like seeing a doctor with his parents by his side. When describing the symptoms of the disease, it is often not the patient's subjective feelings, "What is it called?"

Tang Nuo was still looking around, Qingyang Forest didn't leave any openings for himself, and his head drooped back again, "I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Yang Dan and my name is Fan." Yang Fan stretched out his hand towards him.

"My surname is named Hang, which suits me well..." I still set sail, why did the name come up so spiritually... Stretched out a paw and held Yang Fan's fingertips up and down, Tang Nuo lay on the table and didn't want to talk to anyone, "Anyway I have taken care of Ah Qiu for so many years, and I haven’t seen him until he got a fever. I can’t argue with you about this, but it doesn’t mean it’s endless.”

"Tang Nuo." The place they chose to talk was in a tea room, which is very suitable for the unique hobbies of people of a certain age, "You have to cherish the opportunities that Qingqiu has given you."

"I don't have any worries about Aqiu's work." Tang Nuo stuck to the table, with an extra teacup in front of his eyes, and the faint fragrance washed his brain, "I just want to ask you one thing."

Yang Fan lowered his eyes, and in front of him was tea as warm as amber, "You ask."

"How do you feel about throwing people in court at will?" Tang Nuo looked at Yang Fan from bottom to top, unable to see his eyes clearly, but Tang Nuo's eyes were extremely hot.

"Wait for the final word."

"Then would you do that?"

"No." Yang Fan watched Tang Nuo get up from the table, "And this is the second question."

Tang Nuo looked at Yang Fan for a while and suddenly laughed out loud, swallowing the good black tea in front of him.

'It's simply youthful recklessness, and it's a waste of money if you're not careful. Yang Fan felt sorry for the mouthful of 'amber', but quickly withdrew his expression, "Let's talk about your case..."

The atmosphere in the room here was adjusted to the most normal state, Qingyang Lin and his younger brother were waiting in another box.

"Yang Fan...I didn't expect you to invite him." Qingyang Lin fiddled with the tea pet in front of him. The environment made people addicted to tea, so he asked the clerk to open a tea shop for him. "Didn't he have no intention of going out after that incident?"

"Oh, if it wasn't for him, I would have drunk myself like that?" Ah Qiu sighed, "He is a prohibitionist, and I got rid of many people in order to find him... Drinking one after another, to be honest, foreign wine Drinking red wine together, people can't stand it." Mingming is the same age as Tang Nuo, now he feels that drinking tea is more comfortable than alcohol, and he probably gets annoyed when he sees wine for a while.

Qingyang Lin Renjun couldn't help looking at his younger brother with a bit of guilt, but he didn't say it...sometimes it seemed too alienated to speak clearly.

"Don't laugh, with you as a brother, I'm really..." Aqiu shook his head helplessly.

Qingyang Lin made tea, "At the beginning, Yang Fan was responsible for the mother's matter." He refilled a cup for Ah Qiu, "There is not enough evidence chain, which caused my mother to be blamed, and it is also because of my father's inaction, and it is also because of me... "

"You were only in junior high school at that time, there is no need to put too much pressure on yourself for what you can do."

"That matter has been dragged on for three years, and it has been dragged on for three years. It was a sensation." Qingyang Lin's curly eyelashes trembled slightly, covering his eyes. My career has been affected, to be honest, I am a scumbag."

"I am... under the so-called protection of my father, I left my mother at birth." This incident is like the scars on the two brothers. As long as it is not resolved for a day, his brother will force himself to peel off the scab and force himself to go Face up to the painful past, "I saw that document."

What he was referring to was the blueprint of the crime scene given by the cat.

"Is it Yu Weihong, or She Yaowen, or Ta Xing?" Qingyang Lin muttered to himself, then smiled wryly, "Mother did nothing wrong, but in the end... she died, not that man."

Aqiu is used to Qingyanglin's accusations against his father, but he can't do much to persuade him, because it's not fair to Qingyanglin. Thinking of this... Aqiu rubbed the mouth of the purple sand pot, feeling the waxy texture of his fingertips.

Qingyang Lin was still discussing this matter, so Bai Li called Qingyang Lin, "We have found something, maybe you are interested."

Then there was a series of squeaking electric sounds, accompanied by vague and blurred human voices. Qingyang Lin did not turn on the loudspeaker but still adjusted the volume to the maximum, trying to distinguish the content of the conversation.

——'This matter cannot be spoken out. '

—'But what did you do? '

Hearing this voice, Qingyang Lin's pupils constricted rapidly.

——'What is the difference between this side effect and addiction, you don't know? '

——'As long as you don't say it! '

—'This is not a prescription drug, absolutely not! '

The voice on the other end of Baili was disconnected, "This was recorded in the laboratory monitoring at that time, and I have tried my best to make the voice clear. At that time, your mother, Qingyangyu and..." were involved in the research project.

"Who else?" Qingyang Lin's reaction was a bit loud, which really surprised Ah Qiu.

"Yu Zhonghe." There was a sound of flipping paper materials on Bai Li's end, "Well, there is another man, but he died of a cerebral thrombosis last year."

Qingyang Lin replied the other end of the phone with silence.

"Also, the anti-counterfeiting team over there is a little disturbed. If you want to protect yourself, you should clean up the tower star as soon as possible."

"Have you found out all this?"

Bai Li cut a sentence, "Do one line and specialize in one line."

The tea in his hand had already cooled down, and Qingyang Lin's eyeballs swept across nimbly, "Yu Zhonghe, the research on prohibited drugs is his achievement, and it was finally shirked on my mother."

"At that time, the media said that my mother couldn't stand the public opinion and committed suicide. In fact, Yu Zhonghe framed her...Is that right?" Ah Qiu reacted quickly, "Now that my mother really has the research results, is there enough evidence?!"

Qingyang Lin was different from his younger brother's reaction, he had to put himself in the position of calm thinking, "Don't get excited, make sure everything is safe."

"I understand." Ah Qiu suppressed his excitement, and sat back on his seat, "I understand...I know, I have endured it for so many years, I don't worry about it for a while."

The private room at this end was in an anxious atmosphere, and Tang Nuo was about to get back to normal things at the other end, from being born unclear to being miserable and sad, from being unloved by parents to being victimized by adoptive father, being unlucky for the first half of his life and being sad for the second half of his life...

"Life is hard, the leader framed him; the family has no status, and there is no younger brother when he goes out..." Tang Nuo has perfected the kung fu of crying for his father and mother. If it weren't for the tea room, he would have to drink a few cups with Yang Fan.

Yang Fan praised: "The young man has a good eloquence, don't you want to learn cross talk?"

"Are you speaking human language?"